Since Xiao Yuchi said so, Li Xueyan naturally couldn't stop him.
So he picked up the hoe and followed them back to Ning's house.
When they arrived at the Ning family's house, only Old Mrs. Ning was at home. When she saw Ning Zhihuan, she was surprised and angry.
"Huanbao, my Huanbao! Why didn't you tell grandma that you came back?"
Ning Zhihuan was helpless and smiled to coax Old Lady Ning, "Didn't you just come back when you thought you were better?"
Seeing that Old Lady Ning wanted to say something, Ning Zhihuan quickly acted coquettishly to fool her.
Old Mrs. Ning naturally didn't care anymore. She and Li Xueyan each supported Ning Zhihuan and went to the room.
Xiao Yuchi was left alone.
But he didn't mean to leave, so he just followed in.
Old Mrs. Ning turned around and stopped him, saying indifferently: "Thank you for sending our Huanhuan back. Give me the rest." After that, she asked Li Xueyan, who was nearby, to take the bag from Xiao Yuchi's hand, but was blocked by Xiao Yuchi.
"I'll go in. I just happen to have something to say to Ning Zhihuan."
Li Xueyan looked at Old Mrs. Ning helplessly. Old Mrs. Ning snorted coldly and finally let him in.
Chen Zhu knew that Ning Zhihuan had returned, so she hurried over.
So several people sat in the main room, and an awkward atmosphere spread among them.
Xiao Yuchi, on the other hand, had never been very self-aware. He just sat there staring at Ning Zhihuan.
In the end, Ning Zhihuan felt uncomfortable being stared at, so he took the initiative to speak? To break the awkwardness.
"Tell me, what's the matter with you?"
Everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Yuchi.
He opened his thin lips slightly, and his voice showed no emotion.
"Your hand... needs rehabilitation. If you want to recover better, subsequent surgery is inevitable."
Ning Zhihuan raised his right hand, his eyes darkened, and the smile on the corner of his mouth almost couldn't be held back, and became a little stiff.
Her thoughts brought her back to the past.
It's not that she hasn't used her right hand during her hospitalization. She tried to control her right hand, but she had no feeling, as if this hand was not her own.
It's not that she hasn't panicked, and it's not that she hasn't hesitated.
Later, the doctor asked her to do rehabilitation and said that as long as she did the rehabilitation well, she would be able to recover.
As for how much recovery can be achieved, that depends on the individual.
Some people can recover as before after surgery.
Some people cannot use one of their hands at all, so it is not an exaggeration to say that they have lost a hand.
At that time, Ning Zhihuan listened and it would be a lie to say that he was not afraid or resentful.
But for a moment I didn’t know who to blame. After thinking about it, I could only blame myself.
Later, her hands gradually recovered a little, but her hands still shook when she held the pen to write, and the words she wrote were crooked, just like a child who had just learned to write.
She asked the doctor, who only said that the recovery was pretty good. Later, she overheard the conversation between the nurse and realized that her hand could only recover to this extent.
From the young nurse's conversation, she understood that this level of recovery was already quite good. The doctor mentioned that there were cases of hand injuries that had healed to their original state, and that person's injuries were much less severe than hers...
She had given up on herself, but later she thought of Grandma Ning and the people who cared about her, so she figured it out and left the hospital.
"What happened to our Huanhuan's hand?" Ning Zhihuan was brought back to reality by Old Lady Ning's somewhat anxious voice.
She looked at Old Lady Ning, and Old Lady Ning looked at Xiao Yuchi and questioned him.
Xiao Yuchi pursed his lips, considering how to word his words so that Old Lady Ning would be more receptive.
"There's still a little problem...but I want Zhihuan to go abroad with me for treatment. I've already contacted the attending physician there. He's an expert and very good at this..."
"No."
Xiao Yuchi was interrupted by Ning Zhihuan before he could finish his words. He looked at Ning Zhihuan, somewhat puzzled.
He had seen Ning Zhihuan stubbornly doing rehabilitation exercises over and over again with his right hand at noon.
It's not like I haven't seen her crying uncontrollably in the dead of night.
So he knew in his heart how much Ning Zhihuan cared about this matter, even though she pretended to be indifferent.
"Why...? The medical technology there is really good, believe me..."
"I've almost recovered. After the operation, you won't owe me anything." Ning Zhihuan's expression was a little cold, but she didn't say these words out of anger. She thought of them after careful consideration.
These days, in addition to rehabilitation in the hospital, what she thought about most was how to face Xiao Yuchi.
He was right, but she couldn't really act as if nothing had happened.
After much thought, I finally decided to treat him as a stranger.
Xiao Yuchi was silent, burying his head and staring at his toes, not knowing what he was thinking.
This was the first time Ning Zhihuan saw him so lonely since knowing him.
His mouth moved, but in the end he said nothing.
"Then you should take good care of your injuries. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. I'll help you contact them. I'm always here for you. Just contact me if you change your mind."
It was rare for Xiao Yuchi to say so much at once.
Ignoring the surprised looks of several people, he stood up, nodded to Old Lady Ning, and turned to leave.
Ning Zhihuan was left alone staring at his back for a long time.
It was Chen Zhu who brought her back to reality.
She first confirmed again and again that her hand was fine, and even Old Lady Ning looked at her with a bit of inquiry, wondering if she was really okay.
Facing the questioning gazes of several people, in order to avoid being tempted in the future, Ning Zhihuan raised his right hand with some difficulty and then made a fist and then released it.
Although she felt a little uncomfortable doing this action, her face remained calm and relaxed.
This dispelled the doubts in the minds of several other people present.
Chen Zhu nodded, unable to stop smiling. Seeing that she was really fine, she started talking about the clothes over there.
"After you left, I followed your instructions. There wasn't much pressure, but there weren't any new products this month, so the buying enthusiasm wasn't that high. But I could still make more than a thousand yuan - after all, the output has increased, and we now have more than fifty workers." Chen Zhu said this with undisguised pride on her face.
Managing more than fifty people is considered the size of a company, and it is not small at all.
I can make money while doing what I love. Although it is hard and tiring, it is worth it.
This is what Chen Zhu is like now.
Ning Zhihuan nodded, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on his right hand again.
In the future...can I still continue designing drawings?
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